[rp] Mortal 11/11

"Basil, is the gas toxic?" I ask, running towards Sylphaxaura.

 

"Damn it all," I think. I get an idea. I sneak closer to the table from behind him while he's distracted with Octavus. When I get in close enough, I'll try cutting the sin in half.

 

An eerie presence floods the area, causing a slight distraction for Sena. Shrugging it off and going back to her duty, Sena pushes the presence of the eerie woman into the back of her mind for the time being.

 

I close my eyes and try to feel the Great Tree's consciousness.

 

Rathius and Asakeryu approach at the exact same time. As Asakeryu readies his katana, and Rathius starts to get ready to breathe out gas, they suddenly slow mid-air.

"Shit!" Rathius swears. He whirls around enough to face Sloth as he charges in with his dagger, still looking sleepy and annoyed. "Agh!" Rathius lands on his back. The Sin whirls around and kicks Asakeryu on the side, just under his elbow. Time goes back to normal around Asakeryu, and the sudden release sends him shooting to the ground.

Pride pulls Octavus's face closer to his own face. Octavus's writhing starts to become weaker, his face becoming bluer in colour, even more visible because of his pure white skin. "Wake up, Eight."

Pride pulls of the golden ring from Octavus's finger. The boy suddenly freezes mid-action. Pride lets him go, and the boy drops to the ground.

Just then, fireballs shoot into Pride, exploding and sending smoke everywhere. Pride swipes his hand, clearing away the illusion. That's when Asakeryu swings his katana, cutting Pride deep across his shoulder. Rathius's gas seems to reach Sloth, and he coughs as his time-slowing magic is released.

Rumilius and Remilia both charge at the Sins, each targeting different ones. Dreueus, Alina, Rouland, Lucifer and Emily charges towards them after the young royal members.

Dreueus kneels next to Octavus. "Come on, kid." He murmurs as he lifts the boy up. Suddenly, his eyes flash open, showing completely empty, black eyeballs.

Grey mist explodes outwards, circling Octavus and Dreueus. The captain lets go in alarm, but the grey mist, shaped like writhing snakes, curls around his limbs.

Octavus stands up on his own, then faces Dreueus. Grey energy radiates outwards, covering the two up. Just as quickly as it started it disappears, revealing Octavus alone on his knees. There is no trace of Dreueus ever being there.

"Yes!" Pride laughs. He ducks Rumilius's swing, then runs towards the boy, who falls unconscious to the ground. As Rumilius, Asakeryu, Lucifer and Rouland rush after Pride, the huge window at the room explodes into fire and swishing chains. A tall woman crashes into the ground, then she rolls backwards and stands up. Her hair is a burst of inferno, and she holds an enormous bastard sword. Black chains with fire surrounding them flies around her.

She looks back quikly, meeting eyes with Sloth and Pride. A terrible screech and a roar comes from outside - Kludrin, and to Rathius's dismay, Gluttony.

 

"How many of those bastards are here?!" I think.
I look at Octavus and cry out:"What did you do to him?!"
I look at the place Dreueus was standing.
"ROAR!"
Out of anger I blow out a cloud of toxic gas.

 

"Who is that?" I ask myself before making an illusion smokescreen around Pride. I run around him, about 60-70 degrees (he'd predict either 90 or 180). I then target where Pride was, and rush forward to the side of that point, making a slash as I run.

Note: This will not be carried out if any allies are within the smokescreen radius.

 

My school term's two months away from ending, and now it's like full of exams and homeworks. I've been hell busy... I'll probably be less active until a few weeks later. I'll try to hop back in from time to time to give replies.

 

I'll just keep this thread rolling if you want.
BY COUNTING THE DAYS LEFT :D

 

Lucian pulls the reign of his horse, making it rear back and toss its head. "Calm down!" He growls, making the horse stop. He looks around through the trees and the slowly clearing smoke that scared the horses away and separated them. As he puts his hand next to his mouth to call for his comrades and Jack, a shape passes through the trees and towards him. Just when Lucian turns, someone rams into the unaware captain, knocking both to the ground. The horse neighs and bolts off.

Lucian gets up and swings his halberd from his back, getting ready for combat. A cloaked boy stands up, a pair of weirdly shaped weapons in his hands.

Spoiler: Ben's sais

Lucian grits his teeth and starts charging. Suddenly the brown-haired boy is in front of the young captain.

"...!" Lucain halts to a stop, but the boy hits Lucian's head from the side with the bottom of his fist. Lucian is knocked into the ground, and the boy places his knee on the captain's neck.

The boy blinks. "Hey... you're that captain from Cites Mortem...!"

Lucian gags. The boy, looking at him with wide eyes, releases the choke and lets Lucian stand up. "What the hell are you doing here?" He asks.

Lucian, rubbing his throat, looks at the boy. "You're a Scythe, aren't you? Are you after the demon boy? He's an ally!"

The boy looks skeptical. "I think we have to stop her before she kills the demon, then." The boy says, then starts bolting at one direction. Lucian hastily follows.


"Gah!" Caiden cries as the large but young man, armed with two short battle-axes, points one of his weapons at him. The boy then throws his other one across the trees without looking, and it buries itself into a tree, right in front of Silrait's face. A girl appears in front of Silrait, bringing the tip of her two-bladed glaive into the soldier's chest.

Suddenly Ben bursts forth, crying, "Hasher, Sylvia, stop! We got to stop Vicia!"

"Huh?" Sylvia turns, seeing Lucian with Ben. "What do you mean?"


Vysticia crouches low, holding the Scythe behind her. She suddenly jumps up, spinning midair fast, the scythe like a tornado. Jack evades to the side with the help of Xiudar, but the blade barely misses him. Vysticia lands, then jabs the bottom tip of her scythe into Jack's stomach, making him gag and taste blood in his mouth.

 

Alright. You know I think my school also ends in about 2 months. Let's count together
Day 62

 

"Old friends, I guess." The girl says, smiling sadly. "I'm Josa. A doulanxazi. (same monster as Kaya from 'Sylphaxaura Arc')"

Eugene snorts and folds his arms. "So what do you want, kid?"

 

Just a misunderstanding.

 

like with Zeisha. We all have a common enemy, the Witch's Cult. No point of killing each other. Not yet. wink wink

 

We're all gonna get killed by the GM eventually, cause he needs to end our stories somehow :D

 

clank. The sound echoes through the halls as the doors close behind them.

Akri sighs. "Now I've made enemies within the guards clan, Gemina."

"What kind of status do you have in this place?" Vyrdiin asks.

"I am a chief of one of the three fighter clans, Darrein." Akri says. "I have some influence as a clan chief amongst my people."

They walk into the throne room. The place is lit with many red lanterns in the walls and in the ground. It was decorated with hundreds of statues and carved pictures all over the walls, each piece embedded with jewels and precious metals. A dragon there, a monster there, a terrible demon there fighting dwarven warriors.

At the far end of the hall is a black throne, and on it sits an motionless figure. A dwarven man with magnificent white hair and beard, braided into patterns and tied with metal rings. He wears a thick, furry mantle, brown in colour with white linings. An extraordinarily old-looking crown sits upon his head.

Akri bows. "The King awaits you, demons Uadlokii and Vyrdiin."

 

This is exactly what I feared!

#PrayForJack

I don't want to be re first! D;

 

A roar and multiple screams. More feldurims are tossed into the air. But some of the magicians' spells seem to work on it, like water and ice related. The demon bellows and releases an inferno. In midst of the confusion, it starts towards the tower. Magical cannons are aimed at the demon, but it cannot fire as many Feldurims are around the demon, and each blast has a huge blast range.

 

Just TALK about it

 

@Bailwolf

It's not. Basil says. Trianna flings her hand towards the smoke, the minor air spirits around her sending a force of air, blowing the smoke away.

Sylphaxaura looms over Luratos, who is on the ground on his knees. His twin blades, Mystiga, Kaya's chains and Mike's thunder lash are the only things that keep Sylphaxaura from cutting the Vilphan into pieces. The other three (the two aurallians and the feldurim) lay dead on the ground.

Trianna jumps at Sylphaxaura from behind, aiming at her human body. The monster whirls back, grabs Trianna by the neck. The Amazon thrashes around, but Sylphaxaura uses her other hand to stab through her stomach.

Trianna looks down, blood coming out from her mouth. She whispers something, then a huge explosion happens as the spirits around her summon their last powers to self-destruct. Sylphaxaura screams and releases Luratos, and scatters into the ruins, climbing atop a huge lump of stone.

"No!" Mylith screams. Sylphaxaura examines her hands, which are smoking. Half her face is black and charred, smokes coming out.

Sylphaxaura arches her neck and screams.

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The monster next to the woman screams into her face, to which she gives no reaction at all. The monster grunts and yanks the chains off the woman, so hard that they break, and she is knocked into the ground. Just then, an elf swings his sword, beheading the monster. He lands in front of the woman.

The elf looks uncertain but helps her up. Sena gets a chill down her spine. She screams, "Get away from her!"

Firnen starts running towards the elf and the woman. She lifts her head up towards where the elf is, then she spreads her wings - purple feathers lining up in a three-meter wingspan. She swings her fist, which connects with the elf's chest, and sends him flying.

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Ba-thump. Ba-thump.

I SEE YOU, YOUNG WIND. A rumbling voice of an old woman echoes throughout the entire place. Startled. Ventus looks around, but Lynn doesn't seem to react to this. In fact, she seems frozen right where she is. WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU SEEK?